Free Hot Dogs At Bark From Google Places

IMAGE VIA PARK SLOPE LENSThere is like only one thing on the planet better than a Bark hot dog...duh: a FREE Bark hot dog!

If you show your ass up tomorrow, Weds July 13 between 4-7pm and you have Google Places downloaded on to your mobile phone, all you need to do is a review, and then boom: YOU HAVE A FREE HOT DOG IN YOUR MOUTH.

If you are not smart enough to have a smart phone, they'll also have computers on hand so you can get your free shit that way.

Here is more info and a Facebook invite.

Calling All Storytellers! I Like, You Maude StorySLAM series Invades Park Slope

"Maudes on a Scooter" by Joe Bennett

Got a sordid, sad or succulently sweet tale to tell? If so, bring your ass to Tea Lounge on Tuesday, July 19th @ 7:30PM! 

I Like You, Maude is akin to other storySLAMS in NYC. Anyone can tell a story on any topic. Just show up, put your name in the hat, and if picked you have five minutes to regale the audience with your tale. The stories must be TRUE and told WITHOUT notes or paper. Don’t worry about having your story memorized! Know the beats of the story, practice it a little and have a good time.

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Park Slope Basset Hound Flashmob!

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If me talking about Oliver-n-dogs and Basset Hounds makes you wanna barf, now would be a good time to clickity clack on over to another post. Cause this Sunday was the first official meetup of the North Slope Basset Hound Association (NBA), and it was AMAZEBALLS x ten billion.

Organized by fellow Park Sloper and NYT City Room Bureau Chief Andy Newman (and his world famous Basset Hound Barnaby, who almost completed a 26.2 mile marathon around his own block in Park Slope; video here), six Bassets and their people met up in Prospect Park for some major howling, barking, drooling and general mayhem: Meet Iggy, Jett, Oliver, Barnaby, Higgins and Baxter!

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Smorgasburg: Mr. FIPS goes to Williamsburg

Phew! Thank god that Rapture thing didn't happen on Saturday, huh? Giant earthquakes & hellfire & shit? Not getting to see the how the first season of The Killing turns out? No thanks, Jebus.

On the upside, once word got out that God was going to pluck up all the good Christians & unleash pain on the rest of us, from that point on everything in my world took on a mocking, "this may be the last time" tone. For those like me who tend to look at everything through atheist-framed, cynic-colored glasses, the Rapture was pure comedy gold. After all, it's fun to play pretend.

Case in point: last week I told Erica that my Park Slope End of Days meal would be "as many jerk BBQ chicken littles from Atomic Wings as possible & 7-8 growlers of beer from Bierkraft." I wasn't lying when I said that. If the Rapture was actually going down, that’s what I'd go for in Park Slope.

Since I was fairly certain that it was going to be a Rapture-free Saturday, I instead met up with a friend in Williamsburg for the opening of the Brooklyn Flea's questionably-named Smorgasburg food market. Here, I'd assemble my cynical, mocktastic End of Days meal. Also, I figured that on the off chance that the Rapture actually did happen, going to Williamsburg first would help ease me into it.

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GOODBYE WORLD: Get A Jump On Your Weekend Rapture Schedule

Here at FIPS we've obviously been a little obsessed with this rapture bullshit and it's hard not to be with these mofos walking around the hood with signs on their shoulders. On Monday afternoon my crusty friend Dot called me and said she saw 3 trucks on 3rd Ave heralding the end of the world...and then, of course, she instantly wondered what that would mean for property values in the North Slope.

Needless to say my interest was piqued. Since I'm the kinda guy who needs the deets I did a little sniffing around to see exactly what the schedule looked like for this rapture jobbie. And it's jam packed!

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